Out My Window Poem by Marilyn Lott

When I look out my window
Of the office I can see
My beautiful flowers
They are all so special to me.

I smile as I enjoy looking down at
Foxgloves tall and snowy white
Beside them yellow roses
Oh my goodness, what a sight.

I see a tall windmill about 60 feet
And his baby windmill too
I think of them as father and son
I wonder, wouldn't you?

It is a joy to me every single day
I thought that I would share
The colors, fragrances and of course
Other flowers are here and there!